WWF - Here Comes The Money lyrics

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WWF - Here Comes The Money lyrics

Here Comes The Money Here We Go Money Talks Here Comes The Money Chorus Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money Dolla, Dolla Dolla, Dolla Ching Ching Bling Bling Cut The Chatter If You Ain't Talking Money Than Your Talking Don't Matter Ching Ching Bling Bling Patting Pockets We Take The Dolla Dolla Can't A Damn Oh Stop It, Shock It Here Comes The New Kid On The Block Hold Dogs The Best The Bucks They Don't Stop See First I'm Out Pimping Out On My Own Bought Time I Elevate To Claim My Own Throne Success In My Blood Call It Home Grown Pores Reaking Test Stop To Roam Power, Money's Got Me Crazy co*ky No Longer Need You Poppy I Know You're Mad Because You Can't Stop Me And If You Wonder How This Playa And Scoutch A Honey I Say Gee Smell My Colone It's Called "Brand New Money" Making A Move Ain't A Damn Thing Funny Pimping Hood Rats The Playboy Bunny They See The.... [Chorus:] I'm A Global Dolla Dolla A Roll Without Fitting I Like To Go Out smelling Fresh And Looking Spiffy I Dont't Like Clean Money I Want My Wrist To Be Filthy Pops, With Every Time It's Fun I Can't Touch Until I'm Sixy So What Am I Suppose To Do, Rolling Do And Their Patting The Pockets Until I'm Stuck Holding You Ching Ching Bling Bling Cashing Cash Lumps In A Four Wheel Getting A Jacket I'm Selling 'Em Out My Trunk Whatever Whenever It Takes A Shake Dolla Dolla And Throw It In my Direction Wait A Minute Holla Holla All Want To Know Where They Go When They're Winning I Make The Marshel Money Smelling Just Like A Mint [Chorus:] If You Can't See The Money Get Your Eyes Cleaned With Fyzine I Need Fine Things I Shop At Seven Digits At A Time See Cheering Chilling The Best Never Worst We Never Got The Pebbles We Got The Rocks First Bank Vaults on Locking Ching Ching We Mocking We Rocking My Families Christmas Stockings Are Shocking Find Women Any Weather Naughty Denim and Leather Call a Trick Whatever Son I Get Better I'm One Smart Cookie The Vet That Snatch Rookies My Stocks Are On Top Your Checks Bounce While Mine Boogie Wrists I Must Rock It Chicks Stop And I Knock It Cash It Looks Like I Got A Gang Of Fists In My Pocket [Chorus:]

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